Jack Wall
Widow’s Wine
When you feel lonely
And your spouse is kind of dead
Feel like curling up with someone

In your empty little bed
There's danger round the corner (corner)
And your love life’s in decline (decline)
You'll no longer feel mad
With a little widow's wine
With a little widow’s wine
With a little widow's wine
With a little widow's wine you're mine
With widow's wine you're mine